Hunting Forensic Medicine 3 Serious Crime Team

During the daytime, people come and go in the tertiary hospital. Before entering the ward, Jiang Bin deliberately took off the national emblem pinned to his shirt and carefully put it in his pocket. Otherwise, he would look like a public official, and he might be secretly photographed by someone with a mobile phone and posted on the Internet. go.Before, an intern who didn't understand the rules took a video of his lecture, which was reposted thousands of times, and half of the more than 1 comments were called "husband".Speaking well is one aspect, good looks are the decisive factor.Afterwards, he received dozens of invitation calls from MCN, and all of them patted their chests and said that within a week he could become an Internet celebrity with millions of followers.

Jiang Binxin said that I can't fucking hide, but you bastards know how valuable Lao Tzu's head is?Because he has always adhered to the principle of being able to get the highest possible sentence and never show mercy, all the scumbags he sent to prison these years all gritted their teeth with hatred.If someone can find his contact information, he will also be able to find his home address. To be honest, he still wants to live a few more years, and to dedicate himself to his work for such a great deed, just read the news.

Zeng Huiying was placed in the special-needs ward. There were few people there, and they were all single rooms. If someone was handcuffed to the hospital bed, there would be no crowds to watch.Pushing the door open and entering the room, Luo Jianan saw that the entire bed was two-thirds empty, and Zeng Huiying's small body was curled sideways under the sheets, her back was pitifully thin.

"The handcuffs are gone." He greeted Lu Yuanqiao.

After nodding to Jiang Bin who was following him, Lu Yuanqiao stepped forward to release the cuffs on Zeng Huiying's wrists, stepped back and stood with his hands behind his back.There was also a policewoman on duty in the room. Seeing the leader of the serious crime team and the prosecutor coming, she understood that this was for questioning, and immediately got up to pay her respects and was ready to leave the room.

"Don't go yet," Luo Jianan stopped her, "there are men in the room, it's against the rules...that little junior brother, you go out and wait."

Lu Yuanqiao took out the recording pen and handed it to him, and said in a low voice, "Since I woke up, I haven't said a word, and I haven't eaten anything."

"Ah."

Luo Jianan nodded, beckoned Jiang Bin to sit on the sofa, leaned against the window, opened the recording pen and put it on the window sill, and asked calmly, "Zeng Huiying, are you hungry?"

Originally, she was looking at the air with her eyes open, but Zeng Huiying closed her eyes when she heard Luo Jianan's question.

Luo Jianan asked again: "Then do you want to go to jail?"

Still silent, but the corner of the quilt was tightly pulled into folds by the fingers hidden under it.

After exchanging glances with Jiang Bin, Luo Jianan showed her the evidence the police had: "The police collected your fingerprints at the scene of the crime, and the forensic personnel also found a pair of hiking shoes at your residence, the size and pattern are consistent with the crime. The shoe prints left at the scene, the particle analysis on the shoes are being done, we can prove that you have been there, on the day Xiao Wenheng fell off the cliff."

The tightly closed eyelashes trembled, and Zeng Huiying shrank under the quilt.

Luo Jianan knew that she couldn't be forced at a time like this, but she had to be made to speak no matter what.Looking around, he noticed that there was an empty mineral water bottle on the bedside table, he reached out and picked it up and took it out of the room, and turned back after a while.

There was an extra rose in the bottle, which he bought from another ward. For this reason, he made up a story about visiting his fiancée in a hurry and forgot to buy flowers.Although he did not understand psychology, he did understand the psychological appeal of rape victims.Their self-esteem is completely destroyed, and they constantly blame and question themselves. At this time, what they need is not comfort, but respect to rebuild their self-confidence.

There's no woman who doesn't like receiving flowers, right?

Hearing the movement, Zeng Huiying slightly opened her eyes, which were exposed outside the quilt, and her eyes just fell on the budding roses with crystal clear water drops, and a gleam of light condensed in the godless pupils.

Capturing the fleeting mood swings, Luo Jianan squatted down to avoid oppressing her from being condescending, and asked, "Do you hate Xiao Wenheng?"

Frowning, eyes slightly red, Zeng Huiying murmured: "I don't hate him... but he... shouldn't treat me like that..."

"You mean about his letter to the Institute?"

There was a sobbing nasal sound, and big tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes: "I wrote that paper, and I did the experiment."

"Yes, I know." Luo Jianan agreed, this is what she needs most at this moment.

Jiang Bin got up and passed a piece of facial tissue, then sat back on the sofa.She needs to talk, just listen quietly.

"My sister is also in college...my mom was forced to divorce my dad because she had two daughters, she worked two jobs a day to give us both, and ate leftovers from restaurants every day... ...I can't...I can't let her down..." Zeng Huiying was crying, speaking intermittently, and her thinking was obviously jumping, "He knows that my family is difficult...it's still like that...I really...need money... "

Following her words, Luo Jianan continued to ask: "So after you go out, you choose to live in a remote apartment, just to save some rent, right?"

There was a sudden pause in the sobbing, and Zeng Huiying's expression was obviously at a loss.Things were discovered, and things that happened so far away were still discovered.She began to tremble, her eyes flickered, and she felt ashamed.

"You're injured, here." Luo Jianan pointed to his chest, pressing the scar left by the thoracotomy through the fabric.Well, it is a fact that the scars forget the pain, but he will never forget how each scar on his body came about.It's just that he didn't choose to hide in a dark corner and lick his wounds alone. He still has a loved one, and he wants to live well for him and carry the sky above his head.

"Then you got sick, here..." Luo Jianan moved his finger to the forehead again, "You almost drowned in the bathtub yesterday, remember?"

Closing her eyes to deny it, Zeng Huiying said in a low voice, "Officer Lu, I mentioned it..."

Luo Jianan followed her words and said: "Look, killing Xiao Wenheng won't make you feel better. You have to go to receive regular treatment. I know that you want to live, not die."

"..."

Not hearing Zeng Huiying's denial of the fact of killing Xiao Wenheng, Jiang Bin curled the corner of his mouth calmly—OK, this kid is so rough, he is really good at inducing a confession.In fact, the conversation with the bed doctor before entering the ward made him approve of Luo Jianan's thoughts.The girl was indeed ill, and seriously ill.When she went to the toilet, she suddenly lost her mind, stood next to the toilet and wet her pants. After being discovered by the policewoman, she cried like a child.

Therefore, the prison should not be her home, but the mental hospital. Otherwise, she might kill herself next time.However, the final result depends on the diagnosis certificate issued by a psychiatrist.

In the following time, under the guidance of Luo Jianan, Zeng Huiying confessed what she did, and she was quite calm, and at the same time her words revealed deep regret.But when she was asked if she needed to inform her family, she became a little hysterical again, and she didn't calm down until the nurse injected the infusion tube with medicine.

Coming out of the ward, Jiang Bin bid farewell to Lu Yuanqiao who was guarding the corridor, and went with Luo Jianan to wait for the elevator to go downstairs.Standing still in front of the elevator door, he asked, "What happened to the poisoning line? I don't see any follow-up investigation in the file."

Luo Jianan frowned: "It's back to the Drug Enforcement Division, you have to ask Zhuang Yu."

"Hey, then I won't ask, and wait for the closing report."

"Then you can wait."

"Ok?"

"Oh, what I mean is that when some cases reach Zhuang Yu, the progress will be f*ckingly slowed down. It should delay him from catching drug dealers and getting promoted, right?"

Luo Jianan definitely couldn't sell Tan Xiaoguang, and still put on that tone of contempt for Zhuang Yu.After all, he still looked down on Zhuang Yu, but he was not as aggressive as before, just hearing his name made him want to flip the table.Leaving aside the issue of undercover protection, Zhuang Yu often reported him to the higher authorities during the joint handling of the case. At least half of the warnings and punishments he received were due to Zhuang Yu.

Jiang Bin frowned and smiled: "Hey, don't speak ill of Zhuang Yu in front of me, I have a stronger relationship with him than you."

"I didn't say anything bad about him." Luo Jianan pretended to be innocent, "You are all big bosses, you keep your promises, can you leave a way for us scumbags to survive?"

Jiang Bin glanced at him with great disgust: "Yo, have you ever seen a broken reminder who dared to point at the inspector's nose?"

"Hey, that's with our team Chen." Luo Jianan laughed.

"Learn better." The elevator door opened, Jiang Bin went in and pressed the button on the first floor, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I just forgot to ask, why did Yuan Qiao lose so much weight? Isn't he sick?"

Luo Jianan grinned happily: "No, it's not that Gao Ren wants to lose weight, so he has to drag him together, so that he won't let the hungry eat dinner. That night, he secretly ate a late-night supper, smelling like barbecue, and ran to my house to wash it up. Dare to go back after taking a bath."

"Hey, the family education is strict enough."

"Who can bear to have a pair of durian slippers?"

"Huh? I really can't tell. I thought Gao Ren had a particularly good temper."

"What's the matter, who can't be a hard-hearted forensic doctor? Er Ji is right, forensic doctors are all sick."

Before Luo Jianan could speak, Qi Ming, who was more than ten kilometers away, sneezed violently.After hearing this, Gao Ren tilted his head from behind the computer, and asked concerned: "Master, have you caught a cold again?"

"No, the nose suddenly itch."

Qi Ming took out a handkerchief and wiped it.At this moment, the phone rang, and Lin Dong called, asking him to have dinner with him at night.It was a little surprising that Lin Dong had never asked him out for dinner, presumably because he had something to talk about in front of other people in the office.Qi Ming speculated that it was related to the case of the "sabotage", and the timing was also in line with Lin Dong's promise at the time, so he immediately agreed, and turned to call Luo Jianan to inform him that he had an appointment tonight.

As long as Qi Ming didn't go out to eat with Du Haiwei, Luo Jianan wouldn't stop him at all. It happened that after he sent Jiang Bin back to the procuratorate, he had to go to the bureau to make a report, and he didn't have time to go home for dinner at night.However, he didn't know that Lin Dong not only made an appointment with Qi Ming, but also brought Du Haiwei with him.To share the case of the "destroyer" with Du Haiwei, Lin Dong obtained the consent of Qi Ming in advance. After all, he still has to refer to the opinions of experts for issues related to forensics.

The appointment place was not far from the Municipal Bureau. Considering that Du Haiwei and Qi Ming didn't drive, Lin Dong booked a small private room in a Nanyang-style restaurant on the pedestrian street.The price is not cheap, but the environment is good, quiet amidst the noise.Besides, when Du Haiwei said to treat guests, Lin Dong was not polite to him.

Delayed by the testing items, Du Haiwei arrived late, and only when all the dishes were ready did he arrive.As soon as he sat down, Lin Dong laughed at him and said, "I thought you were planning to escape the order."

"I still dare to skip orders when I invite you two to dinner, don't you want to mess around?" After leaving the working environment, Du Haiwei's tone was a little more relaxed than usual, but he noticed that Qi Ming's expression was a little dignified, and he immediately suppressed his smile, "Why?" Is it? What's not happy about it?"

"No, I was thinking about what Lin Dong just said..." Qi Ming sighed slightly, "He said that both of you think that the 'sabotage' is not a single crime but a collaboration of multiple people."

"To be precise, there is an organizer, and the others follow orders." Lin Dong said, "I read a file when I was studying in Canada. During the three years from [-] to [-], there were The leader of a religious group planned and directed ten murders, instructing his followers to kill and sacrifice, and the method of murder is very close to every one of the materials you showed me, so I think that this may be a copycat crime."

Qi Ming still frowned. The FBI profilers have raised the consideration that the "sabotage" did not commit the crime alone, because the cases took place all over the United States, and the victims had no contact with each other, so it is really difficult for one person to fight alone.But they thought it was at most two or three people, and each time they committed crimes together, rather than a mastermind behind the scenes as Lin Dong said.He had also heard about the case Lin Dong mentioned, but it was almost 100 years ago after all, and the similar killing methods did not mean that it was a copycat crime.

"I think Lin Dong's idea is worthy of reference." Du Haiwei continued, "I read the part about forensics, and found that all the scenes were deliberately destroyed, flooded, burned, and even used chemicals to burn evidence. The FBI's The conclusion given by the forensic experts is that the murderer destroyed the scene to increase the difficulty of the investigation, which shows that the murderer has certain anti-reconnaissance capabilities, but—”

He weighed his words for a moment, and continued: "From my professional point of view, the murderer did not completely destroy the scene. For example, in the case in New Jersey, the murderer did not use combustion accelerant when he burned the deceased's bedroom, but there was a garage next to it. , there is a large barrel of gasoline in it for use, if you want to destroy the body, you should pour gasoline on all the furniture and set the whole house on fire, but the murderer only lighted the curtains in the bedroom, the ashes are on the other side of the bed on the floor, indicating that the fire was artificially prevented from spreading... This kind of behavior is more like performing a kind of performance art, with different techniques, just like different murderers deliberately prove their uniqueness to whom."

"..." Narrowing his eyes slightly, Qi Ming murmured and repeated Du Haiwei's words: "The murderer's... performance art..."

Putting a bowl of soup for Qi Ming and putting it on hand, Lin Dong urged him to eat while saying, "It may be related to some religious rituals. Anyway, when I heard Mr. Du say 'performance art', I felt like I was insulting the FBI. IQ."

Du Haiwei pretended to be displeased when he heard the words: "Lin Dong, can you stop scolding me?"

"When did I scold you?"

"You called me Teacher Du again."

"Isn't that what everyone calls it?"

"I still like to hear you call me Lao Du, just like when I was in school."

"Back then, young people were not afraid to call me old. Now it's different. Whoever dares to call me Lao Lin will be in a hurry."

"I'm not afraid, I don't have gray hair anyway." Du Haiwei looked at the white hair on Lin Dong's forehead pointingly.Seeing that the other party picked up the ossuary and pretended to smash himself, he quickly smiled and begged for mercy, then turned his head to Qi Ming who was contemplating and said, "Let's eat first, Teacher Qi, it's all speculation with me, Lin Dong, and it may not be right. Don't bother with that."

Cursing the corner of his mouth lightly, Qi Ming shook his head: "No, I've heard all the wild speculations about this case."

"That's good. I'll continue to study when I'm free. I'm too busy recently." Du Haiwei stretched out his chopsticks and pointed to the dish in front of Qi Ming, "Try this, their signature dish."

"What's this dish called?" The dish that Qi Ming disliked the most on the whole table was the dish with blue light. When Gang Lindong ordered, he ordered according to the menu sent by Du Haiwei, and he didn't have ears at all. listen.

Du Haiwei explained: "Butterfly pea flower glutinous rice salad, you asked for no salad dressing, this is it."

Qi Ming took a closer look at the salad plate—the butterfly pea flower extract rich in anthocyanins dyed the long-scented glutinous rice produced in Thailand into light blue, and the plump rice grains were warmed by the spotlights in the private room. Yellowish and slightly greenish—he casually said: "If the maggots in the corpse are not picked out, it will look like this after being frozen in the morgue for a long time."

Lin Dong was chewing a mouthful of salad, when he heard this, he secretly tore off a napkin and spit it in and balled it up.Du Haiwei pursed his lips, seriously considering whether to ask the waiter to take the dish away and pour it down.I've heard that Qi Ming's words can affect appetite, but I didn't expect it to directly satiate people.

Looking at each other helplessly, the two unanimously sympathized with Luo Jianan.

[Volume [-] - End]

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